“Is there a chance that somehow you...”
I stared at his face. I shrugged my head back and forth. He nodded his head at me.
Hesitating to speak another word. His mouth hanged open, the urge of wanting to placed mine on it is such a tempting thing to do.
“I don't like him anymore. Not even a bit. What happened in the past and what I felt for him I don't have such attached feelings to it.”
It's true. The what if's the younger me once thought about isn't a part of me anymore. I may remember it but the feelings I once knew were gone.
I touched his hand, tracing his eyes while I did it. He still looked bothered judging from the look on his face.
“I love you.” I said hoping to ease some of his worries.
I saw how his eyes went big when he heard me say it. Followed by a smile. He suddenly pulled me closely. Resting his head on the top of mine.
His soft inaudible mutterings made me chuckle. He pulled me even closer and planted a kissed on top of my forehead.
“What do you want for dinner?” I asked him.
“You.”
I pulled away from his embrace and slap his shoulder. He's finally back with his usual demeanor.
“I'll cook for you.” He answered. Eyes not leaving my face for a while. His steady gaze made me suffer from my urges of wanting to pull him towards me and kiss him.
“Fari. Are you listening?” He ushered his head towards me.
“I am.” Without stopping myself from the plan I want to do I tiptoed and placed a kiss on his lips. Steadying my body he wrapped his hands around my waist to deepened the kiss. Sparks fly and I closed my eyes to increase the feeling of savoring how I felt upon receiving his kisses.
“I'll guess we don't need to eat real food for dinner today.”
I burst out laughing after hearing what he said. I think I lit something up and this ignition is what I a anticipated anyway so it totally doesn't matter.
He raised his head and put his elbow to level his head. His other hand is playing the ends of my hair. Combing it softly.
“What do you think our married life will look like?” He asked.
I suppressed a smile. And let my head wander to think of every good possibility I can think of. Before opening my mouth to answer; “I think it will be a life full of great interest in loving each other under the same commitment we both are willing to give.”
We got out of bed and make breakfast. And went back into our room to watch a movie.
Days with Wyn is fun. Spending my time with him brought me pure joy. And I hope it will last. Not a lifetime.
But as long as both me and him live I would gladly give my heart and my love to him.
Sitting on the couch, I comfortably shift my body towards him. We're staring at the photos he took when he was younger.
Scanning from one page to another, I carefully looked at every picture.
“You look cute in here. Wearing you pj's.” I giggled after saying it.
His lip twitching didn't remain unnoticed by my senses. I would love to see him smile. But even though he is concealing the smile that is about to come out from him. Him backing off from showing his smile still has an effect on me.
Everything about Wenceslas is amazing. He can do nothing and sit, it will make me willingly stare at his face for a whole day. And I wouldn't even have to feel tired of it.
I continued to move my hands to keep scanning the pictures. Not until I got to it. To the page where it's pictures made me happier than ever.
“It's us.” I happily pointed out.
“Yes, love. The photos of us.” He spoke with such beautiful manly voice that sounded so pleasant and very strong. Ginting his eyes towards the photos, and stared at me.
Settling his eyes, staring deeply into my eyes. I stared back. I love this.
Looking at his eyes, and meeting his loving gaze. I love it. His eyes are everything.
His soft stares, and the pure intention of showing me the vulnerability of his eyes, his emotions. It makes me feel grounded, secured. And I like that about him.
He always constantly checks on me.
Everything that I do, he always is watching me carefully. He never made it looked bad nor creepy. And I love the way his eyes always follow me throughout the days we're together.
“You kept it.” He could've burned it. The photos we took, he could've burned them all. But he didn't.
“I did.” He answered.
“You could've throw it out there. You could've put in the trash bin. And forget that it ever existed. Pretend that it all didn't happen. You could've just burned it, Wyn. But you didn't.” I exhausted myself saying my own thoughts because I felt like I am a runner catching after my own breath. I forget to take a break from speaking too much that I ended up panting softly.
“Throwing it, will kill the hope I have in me. Throwing the photos away, I will be throwing the idea of you and my wish to see your face again.”
I completely understand what he said. I did the same thing, too. I have to admit I always ended seeing myself staring at our pictures together. Always ended up giving into the temptation of having to at least get a little bit of time to make myself remember that I was in love and will be forever in love with the person whom unexpectedly came into my life right when I needed him the most.
So unexpected, but he came at the right time. And in the right moment. I didn't think about it back then, that a certain possibility of me acquainting myself with a stranger will end up being the most memorable moment in my entire life.
That made me believe of the idea that somehow the universal way of life is always working out in our favor. Even if sometimes we failed to think of it in that way.
I believed that Wyn and I, we were put exactly in the same place at the same exact time to cross paths.
“I guess we're the lucky ones.” I whispered softly to him. Leaning my body towards him as he wrapped his arms around me.
“Why?” He replied, placing soft kisses on my neck.
“Because the Universe did something to help us meet each other. It paved us the way and help lead us through the love we always wanted to have.”
He started to give out some chuckles. Before opening his mouth to respond. “That's why it is important to not ignore the signs, love.”
I knew what meant. And I couldn't help myself but to nod my head to agree with his words...